Many ancient poets pinned their longing for their loved ones in their poems. So, here is a collection of ancient poems that describe missing their loved ones. I hope you like it.
Ancient poems describing missing loved ones:
1. I know that the human heart is not like a tree, so why do you think that people are like separated flowers? ——Xiao Zixian
2. After leaving, I don’t know whether you are far or near, how desolate it is to see you! ——Ouyang Xiu
3. I don’t know where the reeds are blowing, and all the people are looking for their hometowns overnight. ——Li Yi
4. The sparse curtains are covered with dust and the curtains are floating, making it a dark and pitiful night. I secretly wiped my tears from my green shirt several times, and suddenly I saw green emerald green leaves next to the rhinoceros box. Only hatred turns to boredom, and the flowers are still falling at the fifth watch. Withered poplar leaves are hard to cut off, and cold rain and west wind are blowing across the bridge.
5. In the morning, we set out to recruit priests, and we are sad to see our hometown. ——Wen Tingyun's "Morning Journey to Shangshan"
6. It's spring again on the small street in the south of the city. Only plum blossoms can be seen but no one can be seen; jade bones have long become soil under the spring, and the ink marks are like dust on the wall.
7. The setting sun on the city is painted with mournful corners, and the Shen Garden is no longer a restored pool. The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and it was once the shadow of a startled dragon came.
8. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
9. Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind and the willow trees are leaning against the cold food. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.
10. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? ——Wang Anshi
11. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet the beautiful lady.
12. When I go up to the river tower alone, my thoughts are vague, the moonlight is like water and the water is like the sky. Where are the people who came to watch the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year.
13. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one missing person planting dogwood trees everywhere. ——Wang Wei's "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th"
14. Crossing the distance outside Jingmen, I came to travel from the state of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness. The flying mirror under the moon, the clouds and sea towers. I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
15. Since ancient times, passion has hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing and neglected in the Qingqiu Festival.
16. Now I realize that I was wrong at that time, and I feel miserable. Red tears are secretly hanging down, and the eyes are full of spring breeze and everything is wrong. Knowing that there is no plan for the future, I force myself to talk about the happy date. Farewell like this, the pear blossoms have fallen and the moon turns to the west.
17. The wandering clouds are like a wandering child, and the setting sun is about old friends. ——Li Bai
18. Farmers recruit love boats, and the spring grass is green and the fields are green. I tried to go up to Wumen to get a glimpse of the county, and there was new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival.
19. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
20. Where is my hometown? It’s a leisurely time to return to your thoughts. On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, Gaozhai heard the arrival of wild geese.
21. It’s the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, and the shadows in front of the lanterns hugging the knees accompany me. I think that when I sit at home late at night, I should talk about people traveling far away. ——Bai Juyi "Handan Winter Solstice Homesickness"
22. Wherever homesickness accumulates, chaos gathers at the end of the world. The shore is long and the people are singing late, and the lake is wide and the sails are sailing in autumn. Buying wine and passing by the fishing house, sharing lamps and fishing boats. When you see wild geese in Xiaoxiang, you should think about traveling alone.
23. During the Qingming festival, the peaches and plums smile, but the wild fields and graves only produce sorrow. Thunder shakes the sky and earth, dragons and snakes sting, and rain falls on the grass and trees in the countryside. People beg for sacrifices for their arrogant concubines, and noble men are burned to death for unjust marquises. The wise and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil and grass.
24. There have been so many sad things recently, who can keep up the good news? Paying for teaching, green windows and red tears, early geese and early orioles. I appreciated it at the time but lost it now, which is a total loss of sentimentality. Suddenly I suspect that you have arrived, the wind blows from the painted lanterns, and I count the spring stars crazily.
25. What a waste of time! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance? The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it. The spring breeze returns to the grass, and there is no new scenery. Pear blossoms are eaten in the cold, and they only worry about the rest during the festival.
26. You have not yet heard of your return date. The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond. ——Li Shangyin
27. When you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown. Tomorrow, in front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed.
28. It has been ten years since the guest house was in Bingzhou. When I return home, I remember Xianyang day and night. I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. ——Liu Zao's "Lv Ci Shuofang"
29. Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
30. The mist is heavy now, and the country is deep here. The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the air in the gorge is more cloudy at dawn. Looking at the tower, the clouds cover my eyes, and my heart is homesick with raindrops. How can we comfort Youdu? I rely on this North Window Qin.
31. I shed tears but silently, only regretting my unkindness in the past, and relying on my paintings to reflect on my knowledge. Yingying. It’s so sad that I can’t paint it. The other words are too clear. I woke up early from a dream in the middle of the night. Qing woke up from his dream early in the morning and woke up from his dream. Weeping all over the wind and rain at night.
32. Travelers from Lubei are gone, but letters from Yunnan have not been returned. If you don’t sweep the flowers in front of the court, who will climb the willows outside the door? If you sit for a long time and sell silver candles, you will lose your beauty if you worry too much. The moon hangs in my heart on an autumn night, and it shines upon the mountains thousands of miles away. "Homesickness in the Mountains in Winter"
33. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to be a writer. I'm afraid that I can't say it all in a hurry, and the travelers are about to leave and open the gate again. ——Zhang Ji's "Autumn Thoughts"
34. After the trip, I had cold food and felt homesick. The music and books are broken outside the sky, and the peach and plum rain is in the spring. There is no reason to want to drink, but there seems to be a reason for chanting. There are so many people outing outside his suburbs.
35. The winter scenery is full of sadness, and there are many mangroves on the side of the mountain and the temple. Zhongxuan sheds endless tears of homesickness, and the Zhang River flows eastward with jade waves.
36. There is no way to be ecstatic. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
37. Driving horses along the river, homesickness arises every step of the way. Raise the whip to wave the willow color, and lose the sound of cicadas. Autumn crops are bounded by long roads, and cold clouds surround the ancient city. When the family is poor and prosperous, they have no land to farm.
38. It’s only been seven days since spring, and it’s been two years since I left home. After returning to the wild geese, my thoughts are in front of the flowers.
39. The scenery is strange when autumn comes in Saixia. The geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention, and there are sounds from all directions. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed. A cup of turbid wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, but Yan Ran has no plan to return home. Qiang Guan is covered with frost all over the ground. When a man is sleepless, the general's hair turns gray and his husband weeps.
40. One step up the mountain, one step down the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, a thousand tents of lights in the depths of night. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown is shattered, my dreams are broken, and there is no such sound in my hometown.
41. All things in the world have endured the sorrow of spring, and now they cry to the sky to rest. Forty million people burst into tears, wondering where China is in the world.
42. The garrison drum cuts off the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended. ——Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"
43. After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices.
44. Looking at the door and checking in, I miss Zhang Jian, and bear death for a moment while waiting for Du Gen. I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.
45. Endless is the sorrow of separation, and I have thought about it all over the world. ——Yan Shu
46. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
47. Sitting idle and feeling sad for the king is also sad for himself. How many years are there for a hundred years? Deng You had no children and found out about his fate, but Pan Yue wasted no time in mourning his death. Wherever you look at the same acupuncture point, it will be more difficult to predict his fate. But I will keep my eyes open all night long to repay you for not raising my eyebrows in my life.
48. Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang.
49. It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. ——Li Shangyin
50. When will we know each other when we miss each other, it is embarrassing at this time and this night. ——Li Bai
51. The Xianhui pulse is long and the water is long, and the heart is broken in Bai Pinzhou.
52. Xie Gong loves girls the most, so he marries Qian Lou and is a good boy. I have nothing to wear and search for a bag of watermelon, while he is selling wine and pulling out gold hairpins. The wild vegetables add to the meal, and the sweet and tall grasshoppers add to the meal, while the fallen leaves add fuel to the ancient locust trees. Today's salary exceeds 100,000 yuan, and I will pay tribute to the emperor and resume the camp.
53. I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
54. I cried longing for my loved ones all night long, but the morning comes again. Afraid of hurting my motherly love, I secretly flow to my pillow.
55. Farewell is long, and there is no reason to reminisce. ——Xu Shu
56. The jade bones are filled with mist, but the ice muscles have their own fairy wind. People from all over the world are sent to explore the fragrant bushes, and there are green-haired phoenixes hanging upside down. Plain face often looks too pink--氵万), and the lipstick will not fade after washing off makeup. High sentiments chase the dawn clouds in the sky, and do not dream of pear blossoms.
57. The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river is gradually setting and the stars are sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Relevant knowledge:
Classification of ancient poetry
Ancient poetry is divided into two categories, one is ancient poetry and the other is modern poetry.
Before the formation of modern poetry, various poetry genres other than Chu Ci were also called ancient poetry and ancient style. The rhythm of ancient poetry is relatively free, informal and flat. The rhymes are broad. Except for the seven-word Bailiang style sentences that rhyme, they usually rhyme with every other sentence. The rhymes can be flat or oblique, or the rhymes can be changed. There is no limit to the length of the article. Sentences can be neatly divided into four-character, five-character, six-character, and seven-character styles, or they can be mixed with long and short sentences and varied at will, creating a mixed style.
There are many ancient poems in five characters and seven characters, which are referred to as "Five Ancient" and "Qi Ancient". Miscellaneous words range from one character to more than a cross, and are generally a mixture of three, four, five, and seven characters. Most of them are seven characters, so they are customarily classified into the Qigu category. Since the Han and Wei dynasties, Yuefu poetry has originally been in conjunction with music, including songs, lines, tunes, words, etc. People in the Tang Dynasty imitated the Yuefu poems of the previous dynasties. Some of them followed the ancient Yuefu titles, such as Li Bai's "The Road to Shu is Difficult" (sixth-grade children are ready to accept the move), while others created new titles for famous works such as Du Fu's "Three Officials" and "Three Officials". "Farewell" (we have recently been required to recite the common texts that we must remember), "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" that is required to be recited by the fifth grade class on Xueyuan Road, and Bai Juyi's "New Yuefu" are no longer suitable for music, and they are indeed within the scope of ancient poetry. In addition, before the Tang Dynasty, there were "quatrains" with four sentences as a unit, or "ancient quatrains". There were also authors in the Tang Dynasty. Different from the modern quatrains that pay attention to the flat and oblique lines, it is also a kind of ancient poem.
Modern poetry includes quatrains and rhymed verses.
① Quatrain:
A type of modern poetry. This name probably originated in the Southern Dynasties, and is also known as Jieju, Duanju and Jueshi. Each poem has four sentences, usually with five or seven characters. Referred to as Five Jue and Seven Jue.
For example, Su Shi's "The First Sunny and the Later Rain on the Drinking Lake" that we recently recited one-on-one to our children is a seven-character quatrain.
②Rhymed poetry:
A type of modern Chinese poetry with strict rhythm. It originated from Shen Yue's new-style poems in the Southern Dynasties that emphasized rhythm and parallelism during the Qi Yongming period. It was formally finalized during the Shen Quan period and the Song Zhiwen period in the early Tang Dynasty, and matured in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
There are 8 lines in the rhythmic poem, which are divided into first couplet, chin couplet, neck couplet and last couplet. Rhymed poetry requires that the entire poem rhymes with one rhyme, limited to plain rhyme; the second, fourth, sixth, and eighth lines rhyme, and the first line may or may not rhyme. Usually there are five-character verses and seven-character verses.
For example, Du Fu's "Spring View" that appeared in the fifth-grade textbook is a five-character poem.